“I do like tea.”, Markus murmured. He liked tea quite a bit, he liked the taste of most of them. He liked adding sugar or honey to them, but he knew that was expensive, so he didn’t mention it to Oliver.
He noticed when it was getting dark, since it was harder for him to see anything. He tried to look at Oliver still though, even when he could barely see him anymore in the dimming light, he didn’t really mind.
“Will you stay here with me?..”, he asked quietly, hoping. He felt better with Oliver close to him.“… I would get you some, whatever tea you like, but I’m afraid I can’t do that. I’ve never even tried tea.”, he admitted. If he had a chance to treat both of them to some kind of higher lifestyle, maybe he would, but he wasn’t able to.
Oliver tilted his head and thought through his request. “I’m not going anywhere. If you meant that you want me to sleep there, with you, instead of on the floor… alright. I slept better with you last night.”
“It’s alright.. You can try the tea you made for me.”, Markus mumbled. He didn’t care if they shared a cup for something, and he felt like Oliver deserved to at least try the tea he made, since he bought it with his own money.
“I’d like that.”, he smiled lightly at Oliver. “I slept better with you too..”. He didn’t want him to sleep on the floor either, that was just uncomfortable and not very healthy for Oliver’s back either.
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